The last few days of August have been patchy weather-wise. We've had the typical "sunny spells with showers" - more grey than sunny.
Yesterday during a sunny spell I lay down in the grass under the damson tree and gazed up through the branches into the blue sky.
Right above me lots of plump-looking damsons ready for picking this weekend. Last year we had a bumper crop and the cupboards are still full of damson jams of various types and damson vodka. Flitting around the damson fruit were several brown & white butterflies and an enormous dragon-fly.
Then, swallows - flying very high. I haven't seen many recently (since the babies fledged) and thought they may already have gone south. But obviously they have just moved their roosting spot further into the fields.
A big silver bird came into view - no, it's an aeroplane moving silently across the blue sky shining in the sun.
Then the engine noise followed joining the orchestra of wood-pigeons cooing, long-tail tits squeaking and woodpeckers calling as they fly and THUD! - a large cooking apple dropped a few feet from my head. Definitely time for harvesting!
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